Old Zacky come to Utah, way back in 73
A right good Mormon gentlemen and a bishop too was he
He drove a locomotive for the Denver and RG
With women he was popular, and as active as can be
And when he whistled woo woo mamma'd understand
That Zack was heading homewards on the Denver Rio Grande
Oh Zacky had at least one wife in every railroad town
No matter where he stopped at night he'd a place to lay 'em down
When his train was on the move he'd want to girls to know
So as he passed each wife's abode the whistle he would blow
And when he whistled woo woo mamma'd understand
That Zack was heading homewards on the Denver Rio Grande
Oh Zacky claimed to love them all, and love them all the same
But there was one he loved the most, he blushed to speak her name
So when he passed her home he'd blow the whistle special loud
She'd climb the porch, she'd blow a kiss, and Zack was extra proud
And when he whistled woo woo mamma'd understand
That Zack was heading homewards on the Denver Rio Grande
One day he got a letter from the AT and Santa Fe
They offered him a better job and a whopping raise in pay
Old Zack says no I'll never go and leave my wives behind
My engines getting much to slow to start another line
And when he whistled woo woo mamma'd understand
That Zack was heading homewards on the Denver Rio Grande